The Thirst
White horizon stretches without an end
Dry cracked earth under molten lead
Every breath turns to burning stone
Left out here with the bleached white bone
No relief in this blinding glare
Only fire in the standing air
Under the copper sun I fade away
Swallowed by the furnace of the day
Dust will drink the tears I cannot shed
Under the burning red
Under the copper sun I fade away
Swallowed by the furnace of the day
Dust will drink the tears I cannot shed
Under the burning red
(swallowed by the heat)